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第五卷 天云十二州 第一千三百五十二章 法相的用途

Lin Xuan finally raised his head after a whole afternoon. He then rubbed his forehead, pondering deeply. The Lesser Heavenly Heaven Dharmic Form was indeed no small matter; its power far exceeded what he had originally imagined.

Actually, Lin Xuan hadn't personally encountered Dharmic Forms before, but he had read detailed descriptions in ancient texts.

In simple terms, Dharmic Forms were like virtual shadows. By condensing energy to create a shadow form, it could be used for combat with immense power, much like the Second Dharma Mind.

However, after losing his Second Dharma Mind, its reformation would require considerable effort and might affect his divine consciousness.

In contrast, Dharmic Forms were different. Even if destroyed, they only consumed some energy, making them more practical in battle.

This was a common Dharmic Form. But the Lesser Heavenly Heaven Dharmic Form was even deeper; not only could it transform into nine heads and eighteen arms, but at its deepest level, it was said to be able to manifest as an entity-like existence.

In other words, it would be like gaining another powerful incarnation.

Lin Xuan had a broad range of experiences. Countless cultivators had fallen in his hands, and he had collected numerous cultivation techniques in jade scrolls. Yet even now, he couldn't help but feel excited by the Lesser Heavenly Heaven Dharmic Form.

Obtaining this technique after three years of hard work was indeed satisfying. Although still at a basic level, its impact was significant.

Lin Xuan's expression showed satisfaction as he felt the surging energy and the sudden increase in his aura. His strength had grown significantly since entering the Spirit Gathering Space without any divine treasures. He believed he could withstand a clash with an Alchemy Realm cultivator even without those divine treasures.

He wondered if this might be enough to break through the Spirit Gathering Space. With that thought, Lin Xuan's body was enveloped in a flash of green light as he stepped out into the open.

The lake remained calm, and the lone mountain didn't seem particularly imposing. The sky here was different from outside, appearing pale white.

Lin Xuan looked up, seemingly calculating something. After a long while,

"Master."

A soft voice came from behind him, it was Yue'er who had quietly approached.

"Mistress, would you like to try breaking this Spirit Gathering Space with me?" Lin Xuan crossed his arms behind his back and spoke slowly.

"Do you want to leave here?"

Lin Xuan nodded. Although his expression remained neutral, his voice betrayed a hint of urgency; they had been trapped for nearly a century.

The saying went that the world changes over time. He wondered what was happening outside, who would emerge victorious in the battle at Immortal Isle—Jieji and Sister, were they safe?

Cloud Province was different from Youzhou; it harbored many hidden talents. Without his support, could Bai Xuan Pavilion survive under constant threat? Although he had confidence in the Blue Star Sea's extraordinary nature, which wouldn't merely refine human spirit pills, he still had no idea how to break through this bottleneck.

Instead of wasting time here, they should try escaping first. Of course, it was a prerequisite that his cultivation increased enough to break this independent space. Lin Xuan himself wasn't certain, but with Yue'er's help, it might be possible. After all, even though neither had reached the Alchemy Realm, these hundred years hadn't been wasted.

Hearing her master's command, Yue'er didn't hesitate and nodded. "Alright, I'll assist you."

Lin Xuan didn't say more; he focused on regulating his energy, and soon a golden light appeared behind him—his Golden Body Dharmic Form had taken shape.

Soon enough, the Dharmic Form became clearer, though its specific powers weren't important. The nine heads and eighteen arms alone were impressive.

Lin Xuan's expression was serious as he prepared to unleash a powerful secret technique. He couldn't afford to hide his strength if he wanted to escape from this Spirit Gathering Space.

He wondered if his body could handle it.

With thoughts racing, Lin Xuan raised his left hand, revealing a broken sword with cracks all over—clearly a divine treasure.

Lin Xuan's hand trembled as he infused energy into the sword. Instantly, numerous runes appeared on his forearm, and silver whale scales emerged.

His aura surged further. This was just the beginning.

Soon, Lin Xuan flipped his right hand, and the Green Illusory Profound Fire reappeared in his palm. It exploded with a terrifying force, filling the air.

"Ri!"

Lin Xuan shouted as his golden Dharmic Form shook violently. The nine heads were unimportant; eighteen arms waved lightly. Nine Celestial Moon Rings, Purple Dragon Whip, and Green Fire—along with various other treasures from the Snow Fox King—all appeared.

Each arm held a different item, none of which he usually used, but all were incredibly powerful.

Lin Xuan's face showed signs of strain as even his strong divine consciousness found it challenging to control so many items at once.

The young beauty beside him was awed and impressed, but now wasn't the time for admiration; helping was essential.

With a wave of her sleeves, an unremarkable treasure flew out—a flat, black stone about a foot long.

Though one couldn't judge a book by its cover, this was none other than the Arrogant King'ssoul-bound treasure.

Yue'er grasped it, and a beautiful short sword appeared.

Despite being only late-stage Core Formation cultivators, their aura matched that of Alchemy Realm elders without any difference.

The air seemed to condense as they prepared for action.

After some time, Lin Xuan suddenly shouted, his eyes wide.

A whirlwind appeared out of nowhere; his left hand swung down forcefully. A brilliant silver light emerged, a dozen feet in diameter, slicing forward with immense force.

Simultaneously, green flames surged, the Green Profound Fire Sword grew to nearly a hundred feet long, screaming as it sliced forward.

The Green Illusory Profound Fire transformed into an elegant bird resembling a peacock, spreading its wings and diving towards the sky.

There were also the Purple Dragon Whip and other flying blades…

But the most noticeable was the Nine Celestial Moon Rings. As Lin Xuan'ssoul-bound treasure, they had rarely seen use until he fused them with the Heavenly Crystal.

The fire dragons and ice serpents filled the sky, their combined power awe-inspiring.

Such an attack would be too much for ordinary Alchemy Realm cultivators to face, let alone Wansheng Tower. And Yue'er's help made it even more formidable.

Compared to her master's grand display, the young girl's attacks seemed weak and lacked fire.

A green beam separated from the Illusory Moon Profound Light Sword, seemingly unremarkable at first glance. But halfway through its flight, it exploded with a loud bang.

Instantly, dark winds howled as ghostly cries echoed. A black claw appeared, over ten feet long, with a bone spike extending from its fist, slamming into the sky.

The independent space wasn't vast; less than a thousand feet high. In an instant, all attacks reached the top.

Lin Xuan's face showed anticipation as he heard a tearing sound. The sky, seemingly cloudless, began to churn violently, forming a massive vortex over ten feet in diameter.

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